Miranda is a bright, attractive woman with an important government job, a nice home, and a prominent lawyer husband. Her fraternal twin sister, Jessica, is a sportswriter who has spent years sacrificing her social life and conventional career prospects to establish a magazine. Jessica’s publication has finally caught on after she receives renown for an article she writes about local baseball star Manny Chavez and his perilous journey back to his native Cuba to retrieve his abducted son.
Jessica, now engaged to Manny, invites Miranda, her husband, and their parents to join her in a luxury suite to watch the hometown Washington Filibusters take on their archrivals, the Florida Keys, in a championship game. As they are wined and dined by the team owner, Miranda envies her sister’s seemingly perfect life and faces the reality that her own is a facade. But when the forces of revenge and corporate greed catch up to the “perfect” couple and blow their world apart, Miranda is suddenly thrust into a world of international politics.
Let’s Play Ball dramatizes the struggles of two ambitious sisters against the backdrops of immigration, global conflict, and the nation’s pastime.
The camera followed Manny as he left the Busters clubhouse, holding a cell phone to his ear. Jessie closed her laptop and sighed. We all shared her sense of relief. After the emotional highs and lows of this day, it was time to unwind with a nice dinner. We continued to watch the TV monitor, growing hungrier by the minute, as we waited for Manny. I took a rather prolonged and overdue bathroom break. When I returned, the coverage from the losers’ locker room had ended. We shrugged off the continuing, over-the-top Keys celebration. Manny was taking his time getting here. Jessie figured the conversation with his parents and son had gotten involved. Dad remarked that if he didn’t arrive within fifteen minutes, we should call the Palm and try to push back our dinner reservations to 8:30. The TV monitor went dark, as cleaning crews replaced the crowd in the stands and ground crews worked the field where the game had ended ninety minutes ago. Our hunger gave way to annoyance. And then, as the minutes crawled by, a stronger feeling began to take hold. This tardiness wasn’t like Manny. Where in hell was he?
Linda Gould is a career bureaucrat. She has a bachelor's degree in English from Western Maryland College and a master's degree in political science from American University in Washington, DC. She is the author of two novels, Secretarial Wars and The Rock Star's Homecoming. Gould lives in Silver Spring, Maryland.